Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja gazed at the ring on her finger, a glint of silver in the dim light.

“Sometimes, I feel like I’m not normal. Can’t quite put my finger on it, but I feel this panic, like there’s so much I want to say but can’t quite catch. I remember everything we’ve been through, but my inner world feels like still water, no ripples.”

Her fingers twitched slightly as she spoke, “It’s only when I see this ring that something feels different. Can’t say what exactly.”

Ian took a deep breath and pulled her into a tight embrace.

“Maja.”

After a moment, she asked, “You’re still taking me to see Dr. Herrington tomorrow, right?”

What a mood killer.

“Yeah, I am. So get some sleep now.”

Only then did Maja breathe a sigh of relief and drift off to a peaceful sleep.

Ian watched her face, kissing it over and over, never feeling it was enough.

After a while, he smiled to himself.

In this moment, he was vividly aware that Maja truly loved him.

Her love was in no way less than his.

It’s just that neither of them were good at expressing it.

What came next, he was about to do something he’d regret, something for which he had no other choice.

In the morning, Maja woke up and immediately started trying on outfits in front of the mirror.

Ian just sat on the edge of the bed watching her fuss.

none satisfied her. She felt she needed to look better for Dr.

she went to change again, he asked softly, “You care that much

feel like he’s a good

leaned on the bedpost, beckoning her with a curled

outfit in hand, she approached the bed,

I know it’s not your fault so

nodded seriously, “Can I keep trying on

deep breath and pinned her down on

still four hours to go. Let’s do something else

once, breathless, her neck marked with his

damp eyes, he couldn’t resist, and they went for

look stunning. If you keep changing,

begged for mercy, “I’ll wear this one, I won’t

while being with me,

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

lips curving slightly, “Go take a

went to the

showered and came out, Ian was already dressed and

on the same outfit, remembering his words,

her, “Ready to see Dr. Herrington? Are

her heart, feeling like a weary bird returning home, with a profound sense of

will you come back?” he

you can stay there with

“That’s not

was just agreeing with

“Maja.”

“Hmm?”

really have to see

of sadness, “Didn’t you promise me? Are you thinking

wanted to be sure.

the grand double doors

Nydia held a gun, firing